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Hot sand is all around me<br />singeing my skin, burning my face<br />I'm longing for some water<br />fata morgana in the haze<br /><br />I feel the strong irons made of steel<br />and since seven years<br />rusty chains strangle my neck<br />Sore weals are the whip's hot, bloody seals<br />every night and day<br />they seem to burn on my back<br /><br />Arabian nights<br />nightmares of heat and pain and fright<br />I see the light<br />the end of the slavery<br />Arabian nights<br />stars of the desert shine on me<br />I feel the light<br />the time's right to break the chains and flee<br /><br />Three thousand miles of torture<br />ten thousand slaves all in a row<br />my eyes are dim with fever<br />my vital force is running low<br /><br />I know that they'll never let me go<br />I made up my mind<br />to get away, to take a flight<br />Cruel whip, tonight I will flee your grip<br />I'll be off before<br />daylight displaces the night<br /><br />Arabian nights...
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Hot sand is all around me<br />singeing my skin, burning my face<br />I'm longing for some water<br />fata morgana in the haze<br /><br />I feel the strong irons made of steel<br />and since seven years<br />rusty chains strangle my neck<br />Sore weals are the whip's hot, bloody seals<br />every night and day<br />they seem to burn on my back<br /><br />Arabian nights<br />nightmares of heat and pain and fright<br />I see the light<br />the end of the slavery<br />Arabian nights<br />stars of the desert shine on me<br />I feel the light<br />the time's right to break the chains and flee<br /><br />Three thousand miles of torture<br />ten thousand slaves all in a row<br />my eyes are dim with fever<br />my vital force is running low<br /><br />I know that they'll never let me go<br />I made up my mind<br />to get away, to take a flight<br />Cruel whip, tonight I will flee your grip<br />I'll be off before<br />daylight displaces the night<br /><br />Arabian nights...
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